First, let me explain the background behind the reason for this thread.
Last year on June 21st, my dear friend Joe took his own life. The reasons for this are many, but one of the major reasons was due to something i did. In other words, he killed himself in part due to my actions. He was truly my best friend. More than a friend, people described us more as brothers than friends. I've been able to show as if i'm coping with it, but on the inside i'm in perpetual turmoil. I can cope with the guilt from having been a major factor in his death, but i can't cope with his actual death. I can't cope with the fact that i no longer see his goofy grin everyday. I can't cope with the fact that all those moments are now only remembered by me.
And thus, here i find myself. Alone on a strange continent, drinking myself silly at least once a week, lamenting my loss. Alone. It's like i've lost my soulmate.
What do i do, .Orgahs? What do i do?
At points, combined with my sadness at the loss of Joe, i just feel like i can't go on. I manage to drag myself onwards, see the better things in life, but at times like now, with my current family situation, i just can't see those better things. Everything good in my life is slowly being lost, just out of my reach never to be touched again.
My life is literally falling apart before my eyes, because one ******* took a comment too seriously and got tipped over the edge, destroying the lives of those closest to him.
God help me.
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